Monday, May 12, 2008

After reading Jennifer's comment to my post from earlier today, I started to respond in my own comment in my own blog. I realized after I had ranted for a few minutes, that it should probably be a post of its own.

Get ready. My attitude toward yesterday hasn't improved.

The comment you got pisses me off. (NOT your comment, just what someone said to you.)

They aren't awakened at 3:17 am by a baby who thinks his peekaboo sound would be appropriate for spying his sleeping mommy across the room.

And - this is the big one - THEY GET A (expletive deleted by my guilty conscience) FRIGGIN VACATION!!!!!

I ask for PART OF ONE DAY. I ask for SOME of my burden to be lightened for a FEW HOURS.

I don't ask to not be a mother for the day.

Although that's an idea.

The problem with taking a vacation from being a mommy is that there isn't a "co-worker" who covers your job completely while you're away. I refused (aka didn't have time) to do laundry yesterday or wash dishes. Guess what? No one handled it.

No one.

There wasn't a co-worker that said the equivalent of "well, she's not here today, but we still need to answer the phone or key this order into the computer or send this fax."